Little Bitty Pretty One

jesper: [groans] you know, life.

kaz: I’ll keep all my emotions right here and then one day I’ll die.

nina: in terms of like, instant relief, canceling plans is like heroin.

inej: I don’t know how to lightly make fun of people. I can’t be like, “Ah, look at your shirt!” I have to be like, “YOUR WIFE LEFT YOU.”

matthias: why do people do that? people always shush animals. they’ve never spoken!

wylan: I’ve never been in a fight. you can probably tell that by looking at me.

kuwei: I am very small and I have no money. so you can imagine the kind of stress that I am under.

matthias to kaz: you have the moral backbone of a chocolate éclair. 

nina: so we started chanting, McDonald’s, McDonald’s, McDonald’s! And [kaz] pulled into the drive thru, and we started cheering and then he ordered one black coffee for himself and kept driving.

jesper: [about college] it was the worst financial decision I ever made in my life. I paid $120,000 for someone to tell me to go read Jane Austen and then I didn’t.

jesper, probably: I once said “hello” to balloons.

kuwei, definitely: Do My Friends Hate Me Or Do I Just Need To Go To Sleep?

“I once imagined you loved me a little bit, if you’ll excuse the presumption.“ 

Easter Sunday is more than dyed eggs and melted chocolates. It is a promise. 

We, too, will rise from our graves. We will rise from the graves of sin and shame and fear and ascend to a world we could never even dream about. We will shed our linens and our skin and trade them for a life everlasting. 

All because of that faithful day that Jesus rolled a stone away.

He is risen. He is risen, indeed. 

Happy Easter. Here is to a new beginning. 

No matter what I put my characters through, they make it. They get to make it to the end of the story and have everything work out and be ok.